I've been long, a long way from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos,
And drank til I was thirsty again
We went searching through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle and Marilyn's shampoo
and Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well, o.k. I made this up
I promised you I'd never give up

If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the [bad word] are you so sad

You get down, real low down
You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train
Well who hasn't been there before?
 [bad word] around, around the hard way
Bring [bad word] in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
and serve you french toast again
Well, o.k. I still get stoned
I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home

If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the [bad word] are you so sad
(x2)

We've been far, far away from here
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos
and everywhere in between
Well, o.k. we get along
So what if right now everything's wrong?

If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the [bad word] are you so sad
(x2)